"Tell the eldest girl, my subordinate Zhang Tianyuan has something to do!" Under the deep voice, a black shadow flew quickly.

Judging from the fact that this figure was volleying in the air and leaping more than ten zhang in a row, this pastoral field is at least a martial artist of about eight grades.

The woman looked at Zhang Tianyuan and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

"Big girl, the three male brothers of Moling asked their subordinates to ask the eldest girl for their guilt, the reason why they came late was because they were on the road and were attacked by a sneak attack, so they missed the time of gathering, please forgive the eldest girl. Zhang Tianyuan stood respectfully to one side as he spoke.

The woman shook the jade flute in her hand lightly, and said lightly: "What do you think of this matter?"

Zhang Tianyuan's face showed a trace of cold sweat, and he said cautiously: "Subordinates follow the instructions of the eldest girl!"

"Now that you know my instructions, what else are you asking?" the woman's voice was flat and flat.

But in this voice, there is an unmistakable taste.

Zhang Tianyuan's heart, although there was a trace of unwillingness, but he knew the woman's character well, and hurriedly agreed, and was ready to retreat.

The woman waved her hand and said, "Is everything ready?"

"Back to the eldest girl, everything has been prepared, as long as the eldest girl gives an order, we will never let a bird fly out of this Manglong Mountain. ”

The woman nodded slightly, and Zhang Tianyuan rose up, and soon after, Zhang Tianyuan came to the woman with three heads.

For this bloody head, the woman's face did not show any fear. She just nodded slightly. Then he looked away.

The jade flute in her hand. Gently brought it to her lips, but the woman who was about to blow the jade flute just now gently put the jade flute down again.

"Fu Yuqing, I hope you don't let me down!"

Zheng Ming naturally couldn't hear the woman's whispering, and at this time, his eyes were staring closely at a slowly rising stone!

......

The sky is abruptly dark, dark clouds cover the moon, and the wind brings rain!

Protruding stones. Although in the intersection of wind and rain, it is still slowly rising. Zheng Ming looked at the stone that was getting higher and higher, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart.

This tension did not come from the power of heaven and earth, but he felt a terrifying power hidden under the slowly rising stone.

Is his own cultivation vulnerable in the face of this kind of thing?

As soon as this thought appeared in Zheng Ming's heart, Zheng Ming felt a little bitter. Although he wanted to deny his thoughts, the smell of the rising stones from the ground came. But it sent chills down his heart.

No wonder all the beasts have run away, grandma's, it turns out that this scorpion is so terrible. The scorpion had not yet been born, and when he faced the rising stone, he beat a drum in his heart, if the scorpion really came out......

Zheng Ming's thoughts flashed in his heart, and he looked towards Fu Yuqing, but he saw Fu Yuqing looking at the raised stone with an indifferent expression, but at this moment, Fu Yuqing had an extra colorful little sword more than half a foot long in his hand.

As for the man surnamed Zhu, Zheng Ming didn't have the heart to look at him at all, looking at this guy with a long head and horns who felt that he was amazing, it was better to look at his own black thief.

At the very least, his own black thief is not like this bastard, who raises his eyebrows at himself.

Although it was night, and the dark clouds covered the moon at this time, Zheng Ming still had a general view of everything around him.

The black thief who was curled up on the ground, drooping his head, in Zheng Ming's opinion, no matter how you look at it, this guy looks like he is going to sleep.

It is said that the sensory ability of animals is several times that of humans, and this black bull should not be able to sense the horror of the scorpion.

This guy is so calm now, either this guy doesn't care about the scorpion at all, or this guy is too nervous.

Zheng Ming thought of the situation just now when the black thief was beaten by himself and had to surrender, so he enviously summarized this guy as a natural nerve.

I don't know what the scorpion looks like?

Just when the thought in Zheng Ming's heart flickered, he inadvertently fell on the man surnamed Zhu, and the gaze of the man surnamed Zhu also looked towards him at this moment.

In an instant, Zheng Ming saw a fierce light in the eyes of the man surnamed Zhu.

Although Zheng Ming never wanted to live in peace with a man surnamed Zhu, this guy actually showed murderous intent to himself, which still made Zheng Ming feel a little unhappy.

Just as the thoughts in his heart flashed, he heard a thunderous sound, which sounded between heaven and earth.

In this sound, the raised stone was directly ejected more than ten zhang high by a huge force. However, Zheng Ming didn't have time to pay attention to the stone at this moment, his eyes were firmly fixed on the position where the stone bounced up.

A head with a glittering silver light came out of the hole, this head was the size of a bucket, and although it looked like a scorpion, there was a small horn with silver glimmering on the top of the scorpion's head.

The monster moved slowly, and it took half an hour for it to crawl out of the hole. The silver body was more than a foot long, and the most conspicuous place was the scorpion's tail, which was seven feet long.

When the scorpion didn't crawl out of the ground, Zheng Ming felt the pressure emanating from it, and now looking at the scorpion that seemed to be surrounded by silver armor all over his body, the pressure in Zheng Ming's heart weakened a lot.

Is this a scorpion?

The scorpion that crawled out of the cave made a strange cry in the void, which sounded a bit like a cow's bark, but it had a special taste compared to the cow's call.

This kind of smell makes people feel very uncomfortable.

If Zheng Ming had to find a word to describe this cry, Zheng Ming felt that it was the sound of a cow under the friction of metal.

Although this voice sounded very unpleasant to Zheng Ming, the scorpion that roared like this was used to show his excitement.

500 years of seclusion underground. Now a trick sees the light of day. Even if this scorpion is a ferocious beast. I also felt extremely happy.

The scorpion, crawling and walking like a scorpion, after venting its excitement, whined and rushed towards the place where the dragon blade was buried.

There is nothing special around the dragon blade, why did this scorpion leave somewhere else and rush over there?

Although Zheng Ming was puzzled in his heart, he could only stare at the scorpion at this time. The scorpion didn't seem to sense the danger at all, and quickly rushed to the vicinity of the dragon blade.

At this point, Zheng Ming felt that his heartbeat was a little strong, but the scorpion didn't stop for a moment, and rushed over directly.

The speed of the scorpion was not slow, and in an instant, the silver body swept past the first dragon blade. And as the silver body pressed up, Zheng Ming heard a hint of gold and iron.

With this sound, the scorpion, which had been in high spirits, let out a terrible roar in the void.

rushed out of four or five feet. Almost instantaneously, the scorpion stood up, under the abdomen. Seven or eight dragon blades appeared.

Lilac blood was left from the scorpion's body, and the crazy scorpion, between the opening and closing of its hideous mouth, spewed out a mouthful of dark green mist.

This mist was not sprayed in the direction where Zheng Ming was, but it was sprayed indiscriminately without any purpose. But the moment the mist fell on the stones, the rocks that had been beaten by wind and rain for I don't know how many years had been blown by the wind and rain all appeared small holes of different sizes, but the depth could not be seen.

What a poisonous mist!

Zheng Ming looked at the rock that was three or four zhang square, but it was already full of holes, and secretly inhaled a breath of cold air in his heart, if the poisonous mist of this scorpion sprayed on his body, even if he practiced the miraculous skill of the vajra cover, I am afraid he would not be able to stop it.

Fortunately, the direction in which this crazy scorpion sprayed the poisonous mist was not its place.

Just when Zheng Ming was rejoicing in his heart, he heard the man surnamed Zhu say in a deep voice: "Fairy Fu, this scorpion wants to escape, don't let it escape." ”

With these words, I saw the man surnamed Zhu rise into the air, and the knife in his hand, which was originally as thin as a cicada's wing, sent out a knife more than a zhang long at the moment of urging!

The sword is like snow, sweeping the void!

In the fight with Cheng Yidao, although Cheng Yidao's knife also rushed out of the knife, but compared with the knife of the man surnamed Zhu, it was too far behind.

This knife, Zheng Ming felt that with his conscious strength, he couldn't take it at all.

At the moment when the man's sword surnamed Zhu was cut down, the tail of the scorpion, which was more than seven feet long, was like a long whip, and it went towards the man's sword.

The silver scorpion tail hit the knife hard, and in an instant, the blazing knife was shattered into powder.

But at the moment when the sword shattered, Fu Yuqing was like a fairy falling from the sky, falling lightly beside the scorpion, and the short sword in her hand was fluttering, as if it was slashing down at the scorpion's back at will.

The slash didn't seem to have any force.

However, this slash fell in Zheng Ming's eyes, but Zheng Ming's heart trembled, and in this sword, he seemed to see an indescribable momentum.

However, although he knew in his heart that this kind of mysterious mystery was incomparable, he couldn't tell him where the mystery was.

The light sword light, the moment it swept the scorpion, the scorpion's silver glittering body spurted out lilac blood like spring water.

The body of the scorpion was almost cut in two by this fluttering sword. The scorpion's fist-sized eyes turned completely cyan at this moment.

It opened its mouth, and another poisonous mist erupted from its mouth, and this time the poisonous mist spewed out by the scorpion was more and thicker than just now.

The poisonous scorpion was surrounded by this poisonous fog in all directions.

Fu Yuqing, who was not far from the scorpion, had no time to dodge at this time, and saw her gently urging the short sword in her hand, and a cyan sword light hovered above her like a dragon.

The sword light danced, turning into a cyan wall of light, blocking those poisonous mist from Fu Yuqing's body.

However, although Fu Yuqing's defense was very tight, Zheng Ming still saw the shortcomings in it. Under the poisonous mist of the scorpion, Fu Yuqing's sword light was constantly weakening, if the scorpion could spit out for a quarter of an hour, Fu Yuqing would die under this poisonous mist.

It's a pity that the scorpion, which had been slashed by Fu Yuqing with a sword, fell to the ground with a bang after spraying a few mouthfuls of poisonous mist frantically. (To be continued.) )

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